Invisible

"Invisible" Trapped within 4 Walls A ghost escapes it's prison through unlocked door beyond freefall a bird now soars The Ocean calls the wild Sargasso in Me Rochester’s Mirage ecstatic Bacchae Maenad possessed submerged Blue-Green (Ladylabyrinth/2020) for my daughter, Georgia “Come Near Me” / Massive Attack – Ghost Poet https://youtu.be/KY0TZQTwwbk “There is always another side, always.” (Jean Rhys, Wide Sargasso Sea ) “There is no looking-glass here and I don't know what I am like now. I remember watching myself brush my hair and how my eyes looked back at me. The girl I saw was myself yet not quite myself. Long ago when I was a child and very lonely I tried to kiss her. But the glass was between us - hard, cold and misted over with my breath. Now they have taken everything away. What am I doing in this place and who am I?” (Jean Rhys, Wide Sargasso Sea) "Thetis" by H.D. https://www.poetrynook.com/poem/thetis-1 1. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wide_Sargasso_Sea 2. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jane_Eyre 3. Edward Rochester / 2 Versions "Interestingly, there has not been written much about the two versions of Mr. Rochester, but instead almost all articles written on Jane Eyre and Wide Sargasso Sea focus on the character of Antoinette/Bertha." 3(a). Download PDF, E Erickson 2012 / Google download "Two Versions of Edward Rochester" - Lund University https://www.lunduniversity.lu.se/lup/publication/2300814 3(b). Bronte/Rhys http://www.literature-study-online.com/essays/bronte_rhys_symbolism.html 4. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maenad 5. https://ericwedwards.wordpress.com/2014/09/04/maenads-and-bacchantes/ 6. Ocean/Life, Metaphor http://alinealifecoaching.com/2019/11/21/the-ocean-is-a-metaphor-for-life/ 7. "Sea Poppies", H.D. https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/48187/sea-poppies 8. "As I Ebb'd with the Ocean of Life", Walt Whitman https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51003/as-i-ebbd-with-the-ocean-of-life 9. Charlotte Bronte “I was tossed on a buoyant but unquiet sea, where billows of trouble rolled under surges of joy. I thought sometimes I saw beyond its wild waters a shore, sweet as the hills of Beulah; and now and then a freshening gale, wakened my hope, bore my spirit, triumphantly towards the borne: but I could not reach it, even in fancy,--a counteracting breeze blew off land, and continually drove me back. Sense would resist delirium; judgement would warn passion.” Charlotte Bronte “I am not an angel,' I asserted; 'and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself. Mr. Rochester, you must neither expect nor exact anything celestial of me - for you will not get it, any more than I shall get it of you: which I do not at all anticipate.” Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre “I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.” Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre 10. Picoult “Water never stops moving. Rain falls, and runs down a mountain into a river. The river finds its way to the ocean. It evaporates, like a soul, into the clouds. And then, like everything else, it starts all over again.”/Picoult